User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120318172736/@comment-3474228-20120319030606

One of the otters stares solemnly at JR. "Rudd's dead, mate. We couldn't save 'im." Another otter comes out of the kitchens, munching on a scone and talking with a full mouth. "Aye, the wound was too ... too deep." The otter pauses and coughs for a second, and then heads back towards the main doors. "Let's 'ead back. Mayhaps Flynn or one o' the others found somethin'."